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[HOTD] Chapter 68 – Requesting Pickup
🕑 Added 2025-05-08 08:22:52 +0000 UTCI waited until the first group was a few meters away from the shooters before I pulled the trigger. The suppressed gunshot rang as the bullet hit his head.
Before anyone could react, I aimed at the other gunner and pulled the trigger. The second gunshot rang out loudly causing the heads of unfortunate victims to have an additional hole.
They dropped to the ground with a loud thud much to the others' confusion.
"^!@$!@$!"
Someone shouted something in Russian. I couldn't understand him, but the rage in his expression was apparent. He yelled angrily towards me.
A few of them broke away, trying to get the guns. Others started to attack, closing the distance between us with their melee weapons in hand. Some held pistols ready to shoot when given the opportunity.
Unfortunately, I had better weapons. I picked them one by one before they got too close. Those going for guns and those who had pistols. Even without being trained to use guns, pistols could kill people, and I needed to get rid of them fast.
Bang!
I shot the nearest pistol user in his face and he fell backward dead instantly, then I turned attention towards the next target who attempted to retrieve his fallen comrade's firearm.
The bullet struck him square between eyes killing instantly before falling limply onto pavement below him. Then I continued firing rapidly until only four guys trying to run toward our yacht remained.
"Sis." I called out as I pulled away from the scope.
When I looked up, Saeko had already moved. She leaped to the deck, sword unsheathed, and rushed toward the attackers with a terrifying grin on her beautiful face.
Her speed was unmatched as she dashed past them without warning. In the blink of an eye, she pierced one of the men with her sword, kicking him away afterwards. The blood splashed on her face, coloring her white skin crimson red.
The other three raged when they saw their companion got killed by a girl.
One man raised his metal bat, charging at Saeko furiously, attempting to strike her down with brute force alone.
Another one slashed wildly with his machete.
However...
Saeko blocked both blows simultaneously with ease and countered with a quick slash across throat. Blood sprayed everywhere, creating a pool of dark red liquid underneath the deceased attacker lying motionless in front of her feet.
Next, Saeko kicked another approaching assailant away, sending him crashing hard against the dock wall. He gasped for air briefly before looking up.
All he could see was Saeko's sinister expression, relishing the battle and murder, her eyes twinkled in delight. Her black clothes covered in crimson droplets made her look like a devil, bathed in blood.
The man did his best to shake his head violently signaling surrender but Saeko wouldn't accept that kind gesture. She plunged her sword into his chest without hesitation.
What was left in this dock was a single girl with a satisfied expression, one that looked pretty lewd in my opinion, and multiple corpses decorating the floor.
She swung her sword and cleaned the blood left on the blade with clean clothes before sheathing it back. Her breathing labored after intense combat.
"Good job, sis. Go to the bridge and rest while I take care of their guns." I greeted her with a light peck on the lips. The taste of blood entered my tongue and she replied by sucking mine.
"Hm~ Yes, brother." She happily returned to the ship's bridge area after giving me a hug.
After securing the area, I checked their belongings and looted the corpses. Among them, 5 guns in working order could be salvaged.
Two AK-47 and 3 Nagant M1895 revolvers, an upgrade from our current revolver. The handgun had 7 rounds instead of 5 and the power was far superior than our pistol.
Unfortunately they had no spare ammos for the guns beside the remaining one in the magazine, but I could solve that with my shop.
Both of them also used 7.62 ammo, though the pistol needed a different type, so they couldn't share ammos with my current rifle. Maybe the AK-47 could, but I rather used the one that matched it.
It's not like I only had 100 or 200 points now, I had more than 3,000.
'Great. This is a nice haul for us. Should I find their shelter and loot more?'
Nah, I had no idea how many there were, so it's better to stay here. I returned to the yacht and decided to check on Saya's progress. When I arrived, she was still concentrating with Miss Shizuka sitting on the side.
Saeko seemed to have taken a bath and changed her clothes, seeing she wasn't there.
I decided to wait for Saya to finish outside, guarding the yacht from any incoming attack.
And so I waited on top of the humvee on guard duty.
An hour passed with me listening to various sounds coming from the radio mixed together forming static noise filling the entire space around me.
Suddenly, voices came out clearly.
"Bzzzzz... Ksssh Bzzzt. ...found signal. krrhht"
"We... Bzzztt... reading... you... Hello... Anyone? ....Hellooo"
After struggling with adjusting the antenna's position slightly for the next several seconds, the voice became clearer.
"This is the US army bzzt... currently looking for survi... Can you hear me? Hello?"
It seemed like the connection still had problems, but it should be fine as long as we could understand each other.
"This is Takagi Saya from Russia speaking. We're Japanese evacuating to the USA. Requesting pickup around! Please help!"
"Yes, hello! Bzzt.. we can read you... but pick up is impossible."
"Then contact Minami Rika from the special forces. Tell her that Busujima and Shizuka request a pickup in the Alaska area! We have valuable information about parasites and T-Virus from Umbrella Corp."
The conversation paused for a while, making me a bit nervous.
But then, another voice rang from the radio, one radiating authority.
"I've been monitoring the conversation. May I ask about your status?"
"My status is..."
We managed to establish communication with the US army.
Finally, I felt like a burden was lifted from my shoulders and we had a bright future ahead. Now all I needed was making sure they would fetch us somewhere safe.
".... Roger. Please keep this frequency open to update your status."
"Roger that."
And just like that, we finally succeeded in getting in touch with someone else after spending almost a week in the water.
